the Thetas planning to snatch Doctor Brach again? Or another similarly unique Omega?
Wait? Wasn’t Lilly the daughter of a governor?
“I am,” Cohen said.
“Good,” Ganon said, all business. “I’ll be in touch.”
As the communication closed, Cohen turned to study me. I’d learned to mask much of what I felt, but I was struggling to find any level of calm today.
You are not to speak of this.
I nodded. Everything inside me was twisting. I’d thought myself to be broken, but I realized there was always more breaking to come.
CHAPTER TEN
Ethan
I WOKE UP to the smell of toast and coffee. My stomach rumbled before my eyes opened. I didn’t particularly like toast—I preferred food with protein. But to my post-rut brain, it was the mana of the gods.
I opened my right eye a crack, my arms simultaneously tightening on the soft bundle half smothered under me. The double doors had been left open, and weak light spilled in. Ryker was missing.
Lilly groaned. I glanced down in time to see her nose twitch, and my lips tugged up in a smile. Burying my nose against her throat, I sniffed, drawing the scent of Lilly, sex, and Ryker deep into my lungs. I could’ve done without Ryker, but his scent didn’t break me out in mental hives anymore.
Underneath all of that was something new and unique.
My smile turned into a shit-eating grin, and my raw dick decided it was time to go again.
“God! No,” Lilly muttered, wriggling underneath me and batting my roaming hands away.
“Quiet down, Princess.” Her small struggles only hardened my dick to the point of pain. “I’m trying not to fuck you, but if you fight with me, I won’t be able to help myself.” I palmed her plump tit, as my lips closed over the claiming mark. I told myself that I would stop, but it was proving harder than I thought.
“I’ve made breakfast!” Ryker announced.
I lifted my head to find him standing in the nest doorway with a tray in his hands. Ryker’s idea of breakfast was a bucket of sugar baked into something, so I eyed the tray with concern. Not only toast, there was definitely copious sugar involved. Hair damp from a shower, clean sweatpants hanging low on his hips, he looked annoyingly perky. He’d been the same when she came out of her heat on Lyus. I’d blamed my whipped condition on fighting in the Lyus Pit. But no, the bastard was just fucking perky all the time, which was impressive given all the junk food he shoved down his throat.
Wading into the nest, he dumped the tray at me. Cursing, I took it off of him before it went all over the fucking place. My distraction offered the perfect opportunity for him to snatch Lilly up.
Ryker
“She smells absolutely delicious,” I said. Sweeping cum-crusted hair aside, I pressed my nose into the crook of her throat.
She squeaked and blinked up at me with startled amber eyes.
“Cinnamon toast?” Ethan said, voice ripe with disgust. “You know she likes eggs.”
Ignoring the judgmental bastard, who might not look like shit if he ate a little sugar on occasion, I got Lilly under me, pinning her to the nest. My purr had a manic edge, aroused by the scent of her breeding.
“I don’t like eggs,” she said, voice a little breathless as I ground my dick into her crotch. Poor little Omega had to be sore after Ethan’s marathon of three forced heats.
I’d thought her last heat on Lyus was the most erotic experience of my life, but this time had wiped that right out. What we had in sharing an Omega was unorthodox. But tag-teaming a goddess, who happened to be the daughter of the Empire’s ruling elite, was off the charts fucking hot. Ethan was so rough with her, and she responded every time. I fucking loved it when she was deep into her heat. Growling and hissing at us, biting and raking us with her blunt nails, and splintering into climax the moment we gave her our dick.
“Fuck her, and I will break you,” Ethan growled like the possessive asshole he was, even though he’d been thinking about spreading her pretty thighs and filling her sore pussy all up when I’d arrived at the nest.
He thought I couldn’t read the bond like he could. They both thought I was still transitioning as her blood worked on me. The truth was, I could read the bond just fine, and I could manipulate it when I chose.
But I was changing.